Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 6/10/2019
By Fitful
I was living in a city where the roads were three and four lanes, a sprawling city like the kind you'd find in California. I was recently joined to a play company and learning the ropes. I was home and Liz visited. She was herself. We just chatted. But another ex of mine came to visit as well. Then Liz got weird. My other ex seemed cordial but Liz thought she was hitting on me. After I too a shower my other ex went to take one too. I lay naked in the bed and Liz wanted to climb in and join me. She seemed excited about it. "Just to keep warm." I told her no, I wouldn't be comfortable with my other ex in the house. I suppose I should have clarified I wouldn't be comfortable if she were the last person on the planet but instead I apologized for the last time we had sex. I went on to say I'm very sorry for rejecting you the way I did and for letting sex happen to the point I was rude. (This event never happened in real life so I'm not sure what I was on about.) She seemed to grow more vulnerable and accept my apology, although wethwr she really did I can't tell because that is merely her personality. I'm still not sure who the other ex was. But I had washed my underwear, two pairs, in a special way which made them stay clean, smell clean even, for a week. I think I used starch. Anyway I had to lend them each a pair of underwear. So they were wearing my underwear for a week, and the third of fourth day I was wearing both pairs they had been wearing. The underwear was clear but it was still awkward/weird. ~ I was given the job of director for a tip into the city. Our play cast had to auditions for the play we wanted to on and another smaller play. Our director had to go abroad for a while and wouldn't be able to get us there. She might not be able to show until opening night. I was put in charge of making sure the play audition happened and everything went smoothly. I planned everything. I mean everything. I planned the angle which the arrow would flying and shoot into the head of the man(mannequin) in the scene. I planned to teach the actor how to make it logically and scientifically accurate. I planned snacks for after the party or during it. I packed so many snacks. I planned little oracle cards to help teach the actors lines and emotions and such. I mad many decks of tiny cards the size of business cards. I planned it all and put it in a diaper bag and I had my own food in a separate duffel. We got there and the whole cast seemed to want to goof off. Moreover they hated me, I was bossy and I tried to get them to focus and I couldn't control them so I left it until the last minute. Then, literally 1 hour before the first audition I'm scrambling to get them to cooperate. I get them to go across the street to the Diner the director had suggested. I was supposed to sit and have coffee and go over what would happened but we had lost the bag of snacks and I had to buy pastries at the Diner. They had a nice long counter full of them, like a subway but a for breakfasts foods and nicer and also a Diner. The man I was with, an actor in the group and the buffer between me and the other actors since only he could stand me, argued with me about everything. Why do we need this. Why buy that. Why are you trying so hard. Why not leave them be. You are crazy. You are being neurotic. Finally I left him to make the purchase ith his own money. It had even been his idea in the first place, no one like I had brought snacks. They got what they wanted. And I didn't even try to make any of the snacks vegan. I just opted out of paying for them I was so fed up. I did duck back in after storming out the Diner to tell him to get me a vegan chocolate donut. I needed the sugar. Which is why I was acting so crazy. I went back to the hotel and found the duffel. It was three minutes after the half hour, we had lest than half and hour to get there and learn lines and learn blocking and... I set out everything and I even tried the snacks I brought. It was all vegan, of course, but most of it was meat. Meat preserved for days in special ways like brines. I had done a good job. It all tasted very fresh. Even the hotdogs on buns tasted fine. I resented that they resented me. I resented their dissenting attitude. I was very stressed and rushed and no one was listening to me. One girl even told me not to touch her wig she left on the Diner counter. As interim director they let me do absolutely nothing. It's because I was new I suppose. But I had all those cards and blocking and stuff. And I found my duffel right after. I had my sandwich I had lovelingly prepared for myself. It made me feel better. I didn't even have to eat more than a few bites and my headache cleared. I had to get to my audition, and then theirs. The director showed up then, barely before it was time. She was redheaded and sophisticated and put on airs as if she were better than everyone. Kinda European-esque. Everyone loved her and began to hop too quickly. They acted as if they had done everything I said and were very very ready. I was so put out. I hadn't wanted the job in the first place but I had committed to being the best could be for them and they did nothing but be horrible. Now I was given credit and praise which was fake and false? ~ I had a dog and another beast in the house. Actually I had a lot of pets in the house. But this animal and my dog were mortal enemies. It was a... Porcupine, or a tazmanian devil, or a wolpertinger? Idk. Some combination of all those and something else. It was sweet to me but when it saw my dog it immediately wanted to fight, and so did my dog. I had a hard time seperating them.